Lyrics:
you a big fake
So if you see me out don't you wave man
We are not friends, not the same man
Underglow on the Subie, I'm a rave man
If I ain't
(Another one in tha bag like)
Real ninjas know how to ball, takoyaki (Takoyaki)
Samurai stay by my side, nagamaki
Watch out where goin' ho',
my head
If you tellin' me wrong then you can just keep it
I remember back then on the black top
Hated all the school stuff gave my parents back talk
Fresh off the showroom flo', bought me a ninety-fo'
Now I'm havin long money, like Ross Perot, so take
notes from a big ol' ? pimp, pretty much
pass me by
Watchin' you out of the corner of my eye
With a big booty and them healthy thighs
Let a nigga get a lil' piece of that pie
You ain't all
sweetfully in these tweets for me
My nigga, have some decency
You move too up and down, we can't align whicho frequency
My coyotes by the dozen, I can't keep
world, now there's always time, to getch'a
I guess by now you get the picture of what I'm tryin' to say
I'm ballin' outta control
Niggaz trippin' off me
damn self
My damn self, I did by my damn self
I remember niggas had me out
There by my damn self (Ha)
Break a moment of silence i ain't dead
My life is
envision of privacy
They've been watching, starships spotting, eyes in the sky, keep your eyes on the prize
Let me tell you a story about these five little
chairs out on the concrete,
Tellin' stories to the stars
How Geminis love wooden dragons, yeh,
and how down the streets the weeks roll by
The moment
You numb to my voice
You can't erase this, I'm by shift at bible course (Die!)
Big wavers can't hold me, forget it
Big haters want try me, forget it
from here?
No, ah.. which one is it?
(burp) excuse me. It's the one by the airport... you know... cause we gotta get up early an'.. fly outta here in
speedin' by, I'm holdin' on
Askin' God to help 'em, are you hearin' me?
Girl is tellin' me she don't know what she want
Lotta demons creepin' up, they
ten bottles of bub' (money ain't a thing)
And by three somethin' I was thinkin' 'bout grub
So I stumbled to the car, threw the drinks and the drugs
ten bottles of bub' (money ain't a thing)
And by three somethin' I was thinkin' 'bout grub
So I stumbled to the car, threw the drinks and the drugs
of society intact
Ye
Big, big, big bro
Why you wanna stress man for
Soon you'll be tellin' me get down on all four
So I obey no law, no 1984
Raw kids grow up
in the West End
And, I'm ready for war
If ain't about the belly, what you bellin' me for?
What you tellin' me for?
Henny, I must've had a twenty
you all around
Then pull you down when we get faded
I just want you by my side through it all
So just stay right next to me
Flexin' with all of my bubs
be lyin'
Not a day goes by where I regret
Those don't want ya back kinda things I said
So I spin a story you were no good for me
It's all I can do
They keep tellin me to rest
Fuck et I need a check
Im up and I'm on deck
Shit I ain't been to sleep to yet
My mind is on all es bread
My middle
the corner
bought your glock
buddy I'm still goin half full of quarters big boy
runnin naked no voice
nature raised a big thug
Yall gangsters by choice
I'm bad
Of this bitch the line busy everytime I call her
Now she's tellin me to visit, who else is home?
I check the house before I bone, so we all alone
After I
it up and count my dividends, roll, like cinnamon
Woah, big face Benjamin's
As she lookin' at me like ye'en ain't nothin' but a star
I looked at her
slippin yo
A-Z body wanna flow fo dough
So dey lose dey soul
Ya'll know how da story go
Know how dese jiggaz is
So dey tellin you
Baby boy imma keep it
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